Down a Storm Drain Gone Forever

DOWN A STORM DRAIN GONE FOREVER. There was once a wicked, jealous old human, Who lived in a house down the lane, Not far from us, Ugly and mean sounding, couldn’t tell If man or woman, Was narky to the neighborhoods children, Including me, We discovered this human was woman with One large bosom! She lived on her own, no children or husband, Or even a pet, She always wore the same apron, her hands always Hidden in this grubby apron, My friends decided on a bet, That she had a gun and would should shoot, Us all dead Why else would she always keep her hands In her apron we said! We could never have guessed the truth About this apron. One day we saw two young girls laughing at her She was furious, fiddled in her apron And immediately, Upon doing this, the girls fell, and each Broke a leg! We couldn’t believe what we had seen, I noticed a Hairpin on the path, going back, very sharp, And then another and another, Each one, a different color. Obviously someone was throwing the Used pins away, In a very careless way! I have to find out what is in her apron pocket, I said to my friends, so early the next day, We all met Behind her house, I was chosen to be The pickpocket, So I crept along the bushes outside her house Waiting for her to have her afternoon snooze, I saw a locket around her neck which was open And from it peeped bright colored Hairpins, she was asleep, With one eye open, I thought I could see Her eye socket! Terrified I stretched out my hand, put it gently Into her apron pocket, And pulled out a tattered faceless little doll, Home made from potato sackcloth, A voodoo doll, screamed James, He was certainly not wrong for he played A great deal of TV horror games! She obviously pricked the voodoo doll With colored pins, Every time someone annoyed her, she would one Day pay for her sins! As quickly as we could we ran to the nearest drain Down the street and dropped it in, it fell silently And disappeared, gone forever, That woman was not sane! The next day early we walked towards her house, The house was empty and the horrid old witch gone, We breathed a sigh of relief as we watched A new morning dawn! Contest: Down a storm drain, gone forever, Sponsor: Eve Roper Date entered: 2019/03/02